Dreams Dreaming To Dream Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

'God may reduce you on Judgment Day to tears of shame,
reciting by heart the poems you would have written,
had your life been good.' ~ Auden

Born in the burst of a magic light
is the child of unbridled sin
with golden locks upon her head
and dreams dreaming to dream within.
A feather falling, lost in flight,
to fall to restful sleeping
as daylight breaks in the depths of a dream
and hearts out of joy are weeping.

If life is born and burning bright
as a star of memory
to die in death a noble death
like a star that falls to sea,
like feather fall and lose your flight
to fall to restful sleeping
as daylight breaks in the depths of a dream
and hearts out of joy are weeping.

Do not deny the day its light
nor deny the dream its dream
like feather fall and lose your flight
to fall to restful sleeping
as daylight breaks in the depths of a dream
and hearts out of joy are weeping.